Suburban Goddess

Are you following the court case about the Washington staffer that blogged about her love life with a Senate Aide? The fallout from that case might be enough to make me sign off my blog.

I’ve already been embroiled in a “legal suggestion” (DOOCED!) concerning my place of employment & my blog. Despite doing my best to keep my comments vague, I was “advised” that all comments concerning my place of employment must cease & desist immediately. That got me in such a tizzy that I had writer’s block for a month.

And my husband has made mention that some of my posts make him uncomfortable, too. Getting pressure from outside is frustrating; getting pressure from within the home was enough to make me want to shut down completely.

But this is my SPACE (not to be confused with MySpace), my place to vent, my place to speak freely. It’s hosted on MY DIME, not anyone else’s. Journalists can post complete CRAP all over the Internet, true or not, but if you try to say something that personally moves you on your own personal site, you can get slapped with a LAWSUIT. Isn’t it understood, when you stumble onto a blogger’s abode, that you are reading the personal OPINION of somebody? What constitutes a right to privacy? Here’s my disclaimer: If you interact with me, fair warning, you are fair game for my next blog discussion.

Why does this jerk get to whine, “POOR ME…I need $20 million dollars for the damage you’ve caused my reputation.”

Here’s the reality of it:

1.) You were the kinky MF’er who liked things “spicy”

2.) You hooked up with a loudmouth.

3.) Deal with the consequences. If you don’t want your love life posted on the Internet, maybe you should put the handcuffs away until you figure out if your lover is trustworthy.

Why is this even in court? By taking it there, there may be a complete shift in the Internet paradigm. Bloggers may have to censor themselves or face serious financial repercussions. And that, my friends, is a complete load of BULLSHIT.

All because some stuffy old closet kinkster got outed by his girlfriend. Here’s a light bulb for you; if you don’t want people to know you engage in XXX-rated behavior, then maybe YOU SHOULDN’T DO IT! For God’s sake, take responsibility for your actions! Stand up in front of your peers and say, “Yes, I like kinky sex, but I don’t think that was the topic we were discussing at the moment.”

I hate people. Seriously.

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